Be Your Lover Forever (Alicia) novel Chapter 1793

With Wyatt's arrogance and temperament, plus his reputation as the fourth young master of Casterwich City, she believed that he would rather stand than kneel down. How could he bow down to a woman for his career and be a loser for a lifetime?

If he really did that, he would have a stain on his face in the future, which would be a real blow to his career!

She trusted him in private, but soon, Waverly just turned around and stopped: But what if it was a secret deal?

Then everything would be different!

Obviously, his career was important to him, no, to be more precise, to every man. He and Emilia—

Picking up the phone, Waverly dialed his number.

"Sorry, the number you dialed is not available. Please try again later."

As Waverly dialed the number over and over again, she was also very anxious. "Pick up the phone. Quick, pick up the phone!"

She dialed several times, and finally pressed the hang-up button. Waverly rushed into the elevator and went downstairs. She found an excuse to find the manager. Waverly found the familiar figure in the 16th floor's surveillance, but it was like a bolt from the blue sky.

It was him!

It really was him!

The surveillance camera caught sight of Wyatt turning his head back. It was half-clear. He turned back. He saw her, but he still followed the woman and hugged her.

After watching the video several times, Waverly couldn't believe it. In a trance, the waiter's voice suddenly came, "Miss, the person you are looking for is in room 2308 of the 23rd floor, located in the second room in the southeast corner. Alas—"

Before the waiter could finish his words, Waverly had already turned around and ran away.

No, she did not believe it!

Waverly rushed into the elevator and went straight to the 23rd floor. After finding the room, she remembered that she had forgotten to ask the waiter for the spare keys. She raised her hand and slammed the door.

"Open the door! Open the door! Wyatt, I know you're inside. Open the door!"

She wanted to die, but she had to understand!

Even if he had his difficulties and there were hundreds of millions of reasons, if he betrayed her, she would never forgive him again!

Waverly kept slamming the door, but her mind was still overturned.

"Wyatt, you coward, do you dare to do something but not dare to admit it? If you don't open the door, I will call the police directly. When the police come to smash the door open, you will be humiliated!"

"Open the door, open the door!"

The more she smashed the door, the more uncomfortable Waverly became. "I'll count to ten. If you don't open the door, I'll smash it!"

She kicked and kicked the door. Regardless of her image, she wanted to know if the person inside was really him, whether he was really back, or whether all the sweet words he said to her were a lie. Therefore, she didn't want to give him time to clean up the scene. She raised her hand and saw someone poking his head out from the surrounding door. Waverly was very angry.

"What are you looking at? Haven't you seen a woman being caught cheating?"

Her beautiful eyes widened. Just as she raised her hand and was about to knock on the door, the door of the room suddenly opened. A woman in a bath towel and damp hair came out. Their eyes met and they did not know each other, so both of them were obviously stunned.

"Miss, who are you looking for?"

Emilia was the one who spoke first. Actually, she had met Waverly once. However, a woman without makeup was still very different from a woman with makeup. Moreover, the woman had a beautiful model face, so there was no deep impression on her. For a time, Waverly was not sure if she was Emilia, but her dress made people fall into a reverie.

Without a sound, she pushed her away and Waverly rushed in.

Turning around, the woman chased after her. "Hey, what are you doing? Who are you looking for?"

Rushing into the door, Waverly smelled something special. It was a clear, familiar masculine scent that made her feel uncomfortable afterwards. Therefore, before she entered the bedroom, her mind was already in a mess. Unconsciously, her steps were slow and she turned into the screen on one side of the bedroom. As soon as her eyes fell, she saw the man half-lying on the bed. He was covered with a thin quilt and several pieces of clothes were scattered on the ground. The upper part of his body was still naked. On the other side, there were slightly messy traces on the bedside. Wasn't that Wyatt's face?

Tears blurred her eyes and it was as if her heart was like being cut by a knife. Waverly still could not accept it. With a pause, the woman rushed to her and spread her arms to stop her.

"Miss, please go out! This is my room, how can you break in? You are disturbing my private space and bothering me. I can sue you! If you do this again, I will call the police—"

The woman was rather shrewish as she chattered. Her blurry vision was only focused on the man lying on the bed. Seeing the two of them arguing so noisily, Wyatt did not react at all. Waverly was still holding onto a shred of hope that this was not true. Hence, her gaze remained fixed on the bed.

"It hurts! It's hot and uncomfortable!"

"Ha ha..."

Perhaps, she should not have given him this opportunity!

It was she who let herself climb up from hell again!

She sneered and turned around. Waverly strode to the door! As soon as she turned away, Wyatt kicked the quilt away, pulled on his chest, and rolled up in discomfort.

"Um... water! It's so hot!"

It was painful!

Wyatt grabbed his chest and then grabbed his hair. He seemed to feel something and tried to open his eyelids, but he could not move at all. He turned over a few times and rolled down from the bed.

"Plop!" There was a loud noise, followed by a woman's scream and the fierce sound of knocking the door.

Three voices gathered, and the night completely changed at this moment.

The woman squatted down anxiously, trying to lift the man up, but she could not do it no matter how hard she tried. Soon, two women came out of the room next door. They helped Wyatt, who had only taken off his shirt, to the bed. One of them went to open the window. They fed Wyatt some water and gave the woman money to let her leave. Then, they looked at each other and sat down on the chair beside the bed.

"Sis, don't you think we've gone too far? If Wyatt wakes up and finds out—" Would he hate them for the rest of his life?

She looked at Francesca timidly, while Zoila wandered a little.

"So we can't let him find out! Do you think I want to? But what's her attitude when she's not willing to yield? She thinks that she can beat Wyatt down with a little bit of her beauty! She made a lot of trouble at home even before she entered the house! We don't even need to talk about her reputation. What's more, she's so delicate and immature. Haven't you seen it before? When the crisis comes, she only cares about something else. Once she enters our house, she will destroy the Johnson family sooner or later. Instead of beating them up and burying them with our family, we'd better let her hate us now so that we can at least keep the Johnson family alive!"

"That's right. Wyatt has always been rational. I don't know what is wrong with him this time, but he is obsessed with a little widow? Maybe he has been obsessed for a while. When the time goes by, he will figure it out in the future. Just like Raynee in the past—"

"Okay! Come on, put on his clothes! We've forced him to drink so much wine. When the effects wear off tomorrow, we'll pretend that it has never happened! Fortunately, that woman is arrogant. I don't think she will pester Wyatt anymore!"

"I hope so."